Panflick is an online novel in the manner of Tom Jones. It deals with the limits of marriage, limits of family, limits of religion and limits of life. Its hero is Adam Panflick (1936 -). Irony, iconoclasm, a Terry Southern edge and a Kubrick sensibility suggest its general drift. . . .
LITMUS isn’t sure what he thinks about people, but science—that is an affair capable of sustaining him indefinitely. There’s only one problem, he’s already dead. Everybody is. “Not dead,” corrects Mace. “Almost dead, it’s a different thing altogether. Plucked from the edge and thrown back into life. Shouldn’t you be working?” Near fatal accidents, intentional incidents with electrical . . .
Scientists fall down the rabbit hole and find themselves trapped in an ambiguous wonderland. A chance to do endless cutting edge research without having to write any grant proposals or mark undergrad exams? Isn’t this heaven for a scientist? Aren’t fresh air and sunshine vastly over-rated anyway?
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